Mo Chen's consciousness flew over the majestic mountain.

There are strong gates in the mountains, the halls are lined up one after another, solemn and solemn, the high tower of the sacrifice to the sky goes straight to the nine heavens, but there are still no living people, only the corpses are found, and the flying swords and magic weapons scattered around them.

There is no need to guess to know that this place must have been a famous sect before, with many disciples, and there were countless corpses, scattered everywhere.

Vigorously rise again, flying like lightning.

Mochen continued to cross the mountains and shuttle through the mortal dust, as if there was no specific purpose, vigorously was just flying, just letting Mochen appreciate and appreciate this huge world without the slightest life qi.

An entire world has been completely turned into ruins and remains!

The thoughts in Mo Chen's heart have been constantly confirmed, here, this world, and this Qiankun are dead!

Until finally, the ink dust was vigorously held up between a mountain cliff, and then it disappeared.

Mochen didn't know his intentions, so he could only walk forward slowly until he reached the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance.

Only then was his eyes full of shock, Mo Chen's eyes widened, and he looked straight ahead—a huge carving of a mountain carving, and four human figures.

After coming here for a long time, Mo Chen Mo said that the statue was complete, and even in those temples, the damaged and destroyed statues had never been seen, but the four magnificent statues in front of him were indeed intact, and there were even dark clouds blowing by.

Mochen looked at it in turn.

A Taoist priest, dressed in a gossip shirt, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a smile on his face;

a man, dressed in a satin robe, graceful and luxurious, carrying three swords;

a woman, dressed in a neon dress and feather coat, with long hair reaching to the ground, and holding a mysterious spirit bead in her hand;

A monk, dressed in a robe, with a serene face, holding a glass lamp;

Mo Chen was shocked and dumbfounded, the first two seats were extremely familiar, and even thunderous.

Daode Tianzun, Desolate Saint Emperor Jun!

Who are the women and monks?

Since they can stand side by side with Daode Tianzun and Desolate Saint Emperor Jun, then these two are also saints?

The woman holds a spirit bead, a holy spirit bead, and an Eastern Emperor Nuwa?

Monk holding a glass lamp?

Why did Tinder bring himself here?

One question after another lingered in his mind, all of which were things that he couldn't find an answer to now, and Mo Chen's mind was upset.

Who knew that before Mo Chen could carefully comb it, a blue pillar of fire fell from the sky, enveloping Mo Chen, and Mo Chen only felt that the colorful streamer penetrated his body again, and the five elements returned to their positions, as if nothing had happened......

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By the time Mochen opened his eyes again, he was already in a new place.

The first thought he had when he woke up was to think of Zhao Rencheng and Yongyiyi.

Mochen sat on the edge of the bed for a while, quickly tied up his gray-black robe, and immediately walked out of the house.

The wind and sand are fierce, and the desert is still under your feet, but in front of you is a strange place, several felt bags stand in front of you, and there are several heavy wooden poles around them, I don't know what they are used for.

Men and women walked out of the felt bags, of all ages, but all with dark skin.

A woman spotted Mochen and walked over to him, and Mochen stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me...... Phew, Phew!"

The woman laughed, and Mo Chen ate a mouth full of sand as soon as she opened her mouth.

The woman took out a piece of cloth from the ring and gave it to the ink dust, so that the ink dust covered her mouth and nose to prevent the sudden wind and sand from blowing into her mouth.

The wind and sand covered the ground, and the heavy wooden poles were blown and shook wildly in the wind, and Mo Chen realized that those wooden poles were used to fix the felt bag.

The woman turned her back to the wind and sand and said slowly, "How is your body?"

The wind was a little lighter, and Mo Chen could barely speak: "The body is fine, who is the girl, and where is this place?"

As he spoke, Mo Chen looked at the woman, she was dressed very revealingly, and there were only a few strands of tight black cloth on her body, lining off her plump Yingying and slender waist.

The hem of her dress fluttered in the wind and sand, revealing her long, slender bronze legs and bare feet, a string of jingling silver bells on her ankles, and an embroidered symbol on her skirt: a swirling vortex around a central auspicious cloud.

It's a mark that Ink Dust has never seen before, but it's somewhat familiar.

"The warbler. The woman replied, "Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Sister Yong are in another place of pranayama cultivation, so you can come with me." ”

After speaking, the black warbler turned his head and walked forward with the ink dust.

She is the most special woman Mo Chen has seen since he has been trained, perhaps because she has lived in the desert for many years, her skin is dark, her eyes are like obsidian, and her body is beautiful, but she seems to be full of great strength, like a female beast ready to attack, and her strength is strong.

As they talked, the wind grew stronger again, sometimes from behind, sometimes horizontally.

Mo Chen looked at Wu Ying and found that she had a delicate tattoo tattoo on her waist, and the bell rang when she walked, Mo Chen stared at her back for a while, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Wu Girl is a person from Big Dream Floating Cloud Island?"

Wu Ying turned around without surprise, and said with a smile: "How did you recognize it?"

Mo Chen then remembered that when he first asked the three members of the Lin family for advice on the battle between good and evil in the Wasteland, Xu Laoyou said that the Great Dream of Fuyun Island, and the sect was in the desert of the extreme east of the Wasteland: "I don't know the runes, but I heard that others have talked about the location of your sect and the method of majoring in the flesh, so I guessed one or two." ”

Wu Ying smiled and groaned: "I am an inner disciple, mainly responsible for the assessment of the registered disciples of the sect. ”

It turned out that Wuying was originally leading the registered disciples in the gate to wander and practice in the desert, so as to assess their qualifications and courage, but who knew that when they passed through the Qingxu Sect station, they found that the broken corpses in the station were scattered everywhere, and the new marks of flooding and fire were mottled, and the entire station was in a mess.

She was first horrified, and then quickly expelled the registered disciples in the door who needed to be assessed, and then split up with several fellow disciples to find survivors.

When she found Mochen, Mochen was only lying on the ground peacefully, his breath was gentle, and he was dressed in a gray-black robe, without a trace of blood or scars.

And Zhao Rencheng and Yong Yiyi are also lying on Mochen's right hand.

The strange thing is that all the weapons and items in the station are intact at first glance, but with a slight touch of the hand, the objects immediately shattered, turned into powder and dispersed with the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, apparently swept away by the extremely strong force, burned and shattered.

"What about the other Qingxu Sect disciples?" Hearing this, Mo Chen hurriedly asked.

Wu Ying smiled: "Don't worry, most of them are alive, but they are in a coma, and most of the corpses on the ground are crooked by evil demons." ”

She continued: "In the desert, there are dangers, and the nearest array city is also some distance, when you all adjust and recover, you will walk with us, and in about one day and one night, we will be able to reach the array city under the jurisdiction of my Great Dream Fuyun Island, where there is the teleportation circle of the Qingxu Sect." ”

Mo Chen nodded in thanks, feeling that this woman was different from what he had seen before, natural and generous, without the shyness of a woman, and a bold spirit.